The Blood of the Conquerors

by Harvey Fergusson

This is a book which owes its appeal neither to people nor to talk, but rather to land. Mr. Fergusson not only goes back to the soil but he burrows into it. Like the vagrant sculptors of Atlantic City he chooses for his medium sand. After reading the book it is difficult to resist a temptation to step aboard the first train for New Mexico.

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